035? Little ancestor, you can still laugh!

The fourth brother actually came to pick her up at school?

Seeing Lu Wenqing who got out of the passenger seat and opened the rear door, a look of surprise flashed in Jun Qing's eyes, and in the next second, his face was already the brightest smile.

"Fourth brother?!"

Jumping down the last step with a happy face, Jun chuckled and slipped into the back seat of the car.

Lu Wenqing held on to the car door, glanced at the gloomy expression of the man in the back seat, and sighed secretly.

Little ancestor, you can still laugh!

The white captain's uniform, every button is meticulously buttoned, and it looks particularly crisp on the emperor's body.

Sitting in the back seat, the emperor with thin lips pursed is a little more heroic than he usually wears a suit and leather shoes.

This man was born to wear uniforms!

Jun chuckled and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Uniform, temptation, fourth brother!

Throwing the backpack in his hand aside, Jun Qing leaned sideways to the emperor's side, and asked for credit in a high-profile manner.

"Didn't you hear the radio just now, that bastard was repaired by me this time, didn't you see it......" Jun shook his right hand lightly, "He just looked embarrassed, so enjoyable!" ”

Driving all the way from the dormitory building, these emperors also heard it in their ears, and knew that everything was just a trap for her.

But the thought of the bastard proposing to her made the man still uneasy.

How can another man propose to her?!

"He proposed to you?"

"yes!" Jun Qing, who was immersed in victory, didn't hear the emotions hidden in the man's tone, "That idiot, he didn't even see that I was playing with him, and he still grabbed my hand and swore to ......"

That bastard, and grabbed her hand?!

The man's brows became more and more furrowed.

"Which hand!"

Hearing that the other party's tone was wrong, Jun lightly puzzled his face.

"What which hand?!"

As soon as the words fell, his right hand had been pulled by Emperor Lin.

"Wipes!"

Lu Wenqing hurriedly handed over the wet wipes, and Emperor Lin pulled them over and wiped Jun Qing's palm vigorously.

"Sizzle......"

The punch just now was too steady, and the fingers and the back of the hand were a little bruised, and he wiped it so hard that Jun Qing couldn't help but gasp.

"Fourth brother, what are you doing, it hurts...... Hurt! ”

The emperor lowered his eyes.

Reflecting the light coming in through the car window, her right hand could be clearly seen, the knuckles of the fingers were obviously red, and there was a small bruise on the back of the delicate hand.

Putting in the two discordant colors on Bai Jing's little hand, the man wrinkled his eyebrows distressedly, "What's the matter?!" ”

Jun stuck out the tip of his tongue childishly, "When I hit that bastard just now, I used too much force!" ”

"Stupid!" Emperor Lin's tone was annoyed, "Who let you do it yourself?" ”

She wants to take revenge, he naturally has 10,000 ways to make Huangfu Xun's life worse than death, so why do she need to come by herself.

"I promised the fourth brother to break up with him, of course I have to talk!" Jun Qing lost no time in showing his loyalty, thinking of Huangfu Xun's appearance, his little face unfolded laugh lines again, "As soon as I punched down, the bridge of that guy's nose was crooked, and guess what, that guy's nose turned out to be bulging." I'll just say, why is that guy's nose so straight, it turned out to be artificial. ”

When she said this, she was looking at Emperor Xiang for a moment.

"It's still the fourth brother's nose that is the most beautiful!"

Pretty?

From childhood to adulthood, the most annoying thing for Emperor Lin was that others would talk about his face.

Real men rely on ability, and little white faces rely on their faces to eat.

If it was from someone else's mouth, hearing such words to describe him, Emperor Lin was afraid that he would turn his face.

However, when such words came out of Jun Qing's mouth, the man was particularly useful.

The big hand carefully supported Jun Qing's injured right hand, and when Emperor Lin spoke again, his tone had softened significantly.

"Don't do it yourself next time!"